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Through the years poetry has been used to help us learn about ourselves, use for personal reflection, educate others and bring forward messages we all should about.

I am learning the power of grieving and the need to find outlets to cope. I have taken to trying to use poetry as an expression of my grief and my journey thought it, with pain, love and hope.

I hope you find some meaning in some of these words.

Friday 26 August 2011

Inaugural Poem

Through the Years

On the day we were married, you grinned from ear to ear.
We said "I do" and promised, together, forever, my dear.
We were so young and so in love, I see in the pictures from long ago.
The whole world was in front of us, how it would end, we did not know.

We had struggles and good times, marriage can be so tough
The love was sometimes hiding, but we did have enough.
We worked  to be a couple, at times it was hard.
Even in the dark days, our love would stand guard.

We have two wonderful children, a loving family of four
The years flew by, they grew up, just the two of us once more.
This was to be a time for us,  a time to reap the reward
Onward and upward, away we went, you were on your way to soar!

Cut down at the knees, out of no where it came,
The hell that is cancer, was now the new game.
You are a champion, the best in my eyes
You would never give up, you gave more than one try.

I now sit alone, for nowyou are gone
I wonder and wonder, how I will go on.
The tears they won't stop, I miss you so much
I would give anything, to again feel your touch.

The pain it is deep, a big hole in my heart
Forever and ever, we will be apart.
Please walk along beside me, Let me know you are here
I need you to guide me, and comfort me dear.

I want you back, please turn back the clock, 
Oh how I miss you, you were my rock.
We worked so hard to make it, together always
Stopped in our tracks, to end all our days.


My future's now different, a new start for me
Not better, just new, that's how it will be.
The hardest thing in my life is when you did leave.
My life must go on, but for now I must grieve.
                                        Lorna Scott





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